Young Man - Hurricane

Sometimes

He’s got to run around

And be the racehorse that he is

Sometimes

He can’t take anymore

So he answers with a fist

He talk like the thunder

Tall as a tree

Laughs in the face of angels

Drunk all the time

Face like a rag

He takes all he can

What’s a young man to do

But to live his rules

What’s a young man to do

When his blood never cools

What’s a young man to do

When he can’t shake his blues

What’s a young man to do

But swear not to lose

Sometimes

He’s got to roam the streets

Where he knows he once belonged

Sometimes

He gotta run away

And do the things he knows are wrong

He tumbles down

The lonely path of his heart

As he suffers

Come of age

Now he’s a man

Now it’s time to take a stand